Good morning, Mini-Women. Meet Harry the Heron. He pretty much lives on that stick just a few yards from the bank of the river where my house is. He's beautiful, isn't he, so graceful and wise-looking?
Yeah. Until he speaks. He has the most obnoxious voice on the planet, especially when he's all indignant because you had the nerve to walk out on your own dock and disturb him while he's fishing or looking at his reflection.
It always reminds me of people who complain all the time. Nothing is ever right. They're all whiney about the traffic and the service at McDonald's and the way the kid at the store bags the groceries.
Kids can be complainers too. Think about the coversations you hear -- or even participate in -- when you're with girls your own age. Even your best friends. Is there a lot of stuff like this being said?
* Why do we have to do this?
* He is so annoying.
* This takes too long.
* I'm hot. I'm cold. I wish it was summer. I hate summer.
Doesn't it seem like nobody's ever really satisfied? Or like it seems grown-up to see what's wrong and talk about it? And like it's cool to make it funny and sarcastic.?
This week we're going to talk about worthless complaining -- the kind that doesn't change anything except to make you all negative and cranky. Let's start as we always do on Mondays by observing.
Today, listen to the conversations around you, especially among kids. Pay attention to the ones you're involved in. What are the things people complain about? Make a list and post it in your comment, will you? You can post as many times as you want about this. It's a bummer, but I'm thinking you'll have no trouble at all filling up the comment box!
And I'm also thinking grumpy Monday is the perfect day to do this!
"When right-living people bless the city, it flourishes; evil talk turns it into a ghost town in no time." (Proverbs 11:10, The Message)
This is a prayer my Godmother always had in her house:
Lord please bless my kitchen
And fill it with your peace
Forgive me all my worry
And make my grumbling cease.